Hello my faithful readers! Sorry that the last chapter did not seem to meet your expectations! This chapter is another small one, but hopefully better. Thanks for reviewing and all. It will be harder for me to update as school has started but I will do my best. Need 5 reviews please. Enjoy!

When Kirrath had awoken again he found that his feeling of apprehension and worry had not faded, they were still lost and even though he had a measure of respect for Boromir he still couldn't stand the others. And that damned surface elf, what's his name…Legolas, was just too strange for his liking! He could just kill them now, and never deal with them again! Wait where had that though come from? That wasn't his, he wanted to bring them to Menzoberanzan, not kill them out right that just wouldn't do. What was going on? Kirrath cleared his mind and let only that strange voice come forth into his mind…it was from the Halfling. WHAT? Kirrath's mind screamed. That did not make any sense what so ever.

"I am glad to see you are awake." A voice interrupted Kirrath's thoughts.

Kirrath looked up into the eyes of Boromir, clear and grey, and very powerful, Kirrath didn't want anything to do with it. "Leave me alone" He said angry with himself for letting any form of respect emerge, and just because the man had saved him did not mean he had to like him.

Boromir's brow furrowed, he did not understand this Drow. He owed the fellowship his life, how could he still be so cruel? "I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but the rest of the Fellowship would like to speak to you, we need to find out where we are."

Kirrath could not contain his anger (though where it came from he did not know) "I don't care! It is your fault we got into this mess! I should leave you here to die!"

Boromir retaliated instantly "If I recall you said that you were leading us not to the surface, but to your city where we would be killed instantly! And you said it yourself, we are lost! You will probably die along with us!"

There was a sudden awkward silence in which Kirrath and Boromir both became aware that the rest of the Fellowship was starring at them.

Kirrath turned to stare at the group, realizing that he was in trouble. Legolas stood his knives out and in hand, Aragorn and the hobbits sat dumbfounded not sure what to do. Gandalf merely starred at the dark elf; Kirrath backed away but found himself cornered against the wall of the cavern. With a sigh he sank to a crouch, cradling his mangled arm, still staring at the group.

No one moved for a while, it was Legolas who did.

Kirrath found himself with one of Legolas' long knives under his throat.

"I should kill you for this treachery! I didn't trust you from the start, but this only proves my point!" Legolas' voice was almost a harsh whisper but everyone in the cavern could hear it.

"Then kill me…end my misery! I hate life. It is worthless! Wouldn't that be a glorious moment for a surface elf? To kill their most hated enemy. I wouldn't blame you." Kirrath pressed his throat against the knife till a few drops of his red blood ran down its gleaming blade. Legolas paused he couldn't just kill like that. "Bah!" he exclaimed, and walked back to the fellowship in disgust. Kirrath didn't move, he wanted to taunt the elf but something told him that if he did he would be dead.

The group remained silent, each buried within his own thoughts, Kirrath focused on that strange voice; it called out to him, promising power, wealth, and everything he could ask for and more; all he had to do was kill the hobbit, it was a sentinant object, Kirrath realized, an object that was alive. He didn't like the sound of that, so he built up his mental defenses against the creature, but still even then it managed to speak to him, but Kirrath was ready for it, he wasn't going to let himself be taken over by a ring! (For that was what it was, as you all know) or so he hoped. All he had to do was find a way out of this mess. It was getting to dangerous for him; Kirrath was now dozing, and even his excellent hearing did not pick up the foot falls of a scouting party from Menzoberanzan.

Well? What do you think? Better then the last one I hope! I will write a longer one soon, so for now enjoy!